Queen Revenge

It’s Bella Hill!

Bella Hill, who had disappeared for almost a month, suddenly called my phone, and the cold, oozing voice, and all the things she had done to me immediately came to mind, leaving me instinctively terrified and my limbs cold.

I gripped my cell phone tightly, always feeling like she was nearby, my eyes glancing around.

Bella Hill’s laugh continued, as eerie as if she had crawled out of hell, “You’re afraid?”

She seemed to have insight into my mind.

I covered the receiver, saw Walker Richter approaching, panicked, took the phone a little farther, lowered the volume, and snapped, “Don’t give me any funny business, come out if you can, I’m telling you, Ms. Richter is content, and if you don’t show your face, everything you have will belong to me.”

I purposely provoked Bella Hill, I was afraid she would show up, yet I kept hoping to hear from her, she was the only one who knew the whereabouts of my child.

Perhaps, she also knew who the man was that night a year ago.

“Alva Hill, you’re a loser, always will be, Ulysses Will is mine, Walker Richter is mine, you can’t take it away from me, you’re a pathetic piece of shit.” She laughed maniacally on the other side of the phone, very confident, showing off to me like a victor, “You’re nothing but a thief nowadays, you stole from me and sooner or later you’re going to have to give it back.”

“Bella Hill, get your ass out here …,” anger surged in my chest.

Suddenly, the phone hung up on the other end.

I was so angry I had the urge to smash my phone.

I hate and fear Bella Hill.

She’s beautiful on the outside, but in reality she’s a viper.

Bella Hill’s appearance and inexplicable disappearance without warning left my whole heart in turmoil.

“Bella Hill, what are you doing.”

Walker Richter’s cold, deep voice came from behind me coldly, and I instinctively jumped.

The display of weakness fell in his eyes, and he glanced at my cell phone, wrinkling his brow as he asked, “Who’s calling?”

“Someone else made a typo.” I tucked my phone into my handbag, stabilized my mind, and forced a smile, “It’s almost time, let’s go in.”

Without further questioning, Walker Richter took the lead and stepped toward the entrance to the dinner, with me close behind.

I was upset because of Bella Hill’s phone call, and when I got to the entrance, Walker Richter suddenly stopped, and I didn’t pay attention with my head down and ran straight into it.

“Sorry!” I apologized in a huff.

Walker Richter had a cold face and didn’t say anything, passing his arm in my direction.

I froze for a moment before responding.

The female companions who came to the event entered with a man on their arm.

I had never been to such a formal occasion before, and as the countless camera lights shone over me, and I watched the female companions, regal and elegant, that the men coming and going on the side of me were carrying, my palms broke out in a cold sweat of nervousness.

Walker Richter glanced at me and I hastened to take his hand and the two of them entered together.

A hall that seats thousands, Champagne Phantom with the cups go gaily round.

As soon as I entered, many people’s eyes were looking this way, and that feeling of being noticed by millions of people was something I had never experienced before, and it was the first time I had ever done it.

Walker Richter exudes a powerful aura of innate reserve when he raises his hands and throws his feet.

He’s the kind of man who is thrown into a crowd but shines the brightest.

Seriously, standing next to him, a slight inferiority complex grew inside me.

I restrained the timidity in my heart, with a smile on my face, as Walker Richter entered the stage, and with each step, I had the unreal feeling of stepping on cotton.

Walker Richter picked out a black sheath evening gown for me that was demure and a bit overbearing.

At first, my eyes did not dare to scan the whole room widely, my ears suddenly rang Bella Hill’s ‘I’m just pathetic’, or stimulated, I secretly clenched the palms of my hands, tilted my head back to stand up my chest, and accepted the crowd’s inspection in a generous manner.

Walker Richter leaned over slightly, leaned in to my ear, and suddenly said, “You’re beautiful tonight.”

That’s the first time I’ve gotten a compliment from Walker Richter.

He was very close to me, very close from an outsider’s point of view, and seemed to be whispering.

Glancing at the stares cast by those around me, I blushed and whispered, “Thank you.”

Walker Richter raised his lips and led me to say hello to the organizers of the evening.

From their chat, I realized that tonight was a circle charity dinner, rich people like to do these gimmicks, where these people’s money ended up being donated, no one knows, it’s just for the sake of a good reputation.

That’s how people are. They have money and they want fame and fortune.

I’ll act as Walker Richter’s vase today, just with a smile on my face and a nod when appropriate.

Walker Richter told me to step aside after taking me to meet a few people in the business world.

I begged to differ, the seven centimeter heels were a bit abrasive, my heels hurt like hell, and the balls of my feet were starting to hurt.

I found the lounge area and sat down, ordering a glass of red wine.

I hadn’t been seated for long when I heard the women at the table behind me whispering and talking.

“Who is that woman next to President Richter, why haven’t I seen her before.”

“Kind of looks familiar, can’t remember, could it be President Richter’s new favorite?”

“I heard that President Richter’s family that wife is notoriously shrewd, the means is also powerful, but all the women around President Richter, not long after all disappeared, I heard that this Ms. Richter found someone to do it.”

“This is nothing, I also heard that President Richter’s wife is always checking up on him, when President Richter goes to a certain club, she will follow him later, how long do you think this woman can stay by President Richter’s side? How long will this woman stay by President Richter’s side? She looks so pretty, Ms. Richter’s jealousy will be overturned.”

Wherever there are women, there will be gossip about right and wrong.

Not to mention, though, the gossip is pretty fun to listen to.

I was about to listen to it again, when Helen Lancelot suddenly came toward me, and, as she supposed she had heard the remarks of the men, she said, purposely and loudly, “Ms. Richter, you are so beautiful to-night, and Walker Richter is so lucky to have married you.”

At Helen Lancelot’s words, the gossiping women at the table behind her turned pale.

The object of their half-dozen discussions was sitting right next to them, and that feeling of gossiping behind someone’s back only to be caught in the act, I’m afraid I’d hate to find a hole in the ground to burrow into.

Bella Hill’s reputation is so bad and her methods are so powerful, these people are probably afraid of being thought of, they dare not offend and walk away resentfully.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Helen Lancelot sat down across from me with some irritation, “I say Bella, it’s not like you to do nothing when those broken women are right under your nose.”

I shook the glass of red wine in my hand carelessly, glanced in Walker Richter’s direction, and spoke in Bella Hill’s tone, “Walker Richter is here, if I make waves, it’s not looking for death, but it’s just some women with broken mouths, as long as they don’t have anything to do with Walker Richter, I don’t care.”

“That’s also true, it’s never been just Walker Richter that you cared about,” Helen Lancelot suddenly asked me curiously, “Why did Walker Richter bring you to the party today, he never used to bring you, could it be that the drugs I gave Is the medicine I gave you working?”

I coughed lightly, “Sort of, I’m going to the bathroom.”

Helen Lancelot is someone who knows Bella Hill very well; after all, the two have known each other for many years and hang out a lot, so they talk too much for fear of finding out the end of the story.

I got up and went to the restroom, also an excuse to get some air.

Unexpectedly, she ran into the strange man she met in the clubhouse last time at the restroom door again.

He looked me up and down and smiled and said, “You sisters really look alike.”